Something I wrote before the episode.
"My name is Ichabod Crane. Pleased to meet your acquaintance." He sticks out his hand for Ezra Mills, Abbie and Jenny's father.
Ezra shakes it, smiles. "The pleasure's all mine."
Crane wasn't expecting for company. He and the Leftenant planned to munch on burgers and watch Netflix. But here he was, barging and bellowing into Abbie's home about over-priced, yet phenomenal burgers. How did he appear to Mr. Mills? He stands behind the island. His fingers twitch while he glances at Abbie. She isn't on the best terms with her father, he knew. How was she faring? How much does he know about their Witness duties?
"Stop wiggling your fingers. Calm down. He's found a way to help us defeat The Hidden One." Abbie says.
"He knows about…?"
"Yeah. All of it." She walks over to him with a small book, sets it in front of him, and opens it to the bookmarked page. "There's information in here about the symbol and how else it can be used. I haven't read through it all, but it has some pretty good stuff."
Crane leans in closer to Abbie, his arm pressing into hers. He points at a paragraph with his index finger. Hers moves along with his across the page, brushing his finger in the process. "It says we can manifest it's full power. We will definitely have to read up on that."
They meet each other's eyes at the same time.
"You think this will help?"
"If it is in the right hands, it can only be used for good. I believe it will, Leftenant."
"What if it backfires and all that power is too much for us to handle? What then? We have no idea what we're getting into, Crane."
"You pose a good point." He sighs. "With this resoucre at our fingertips, there has to be a way to contain it."
She touches the button on the cuff of his coat instead of look at him.
His voice lowers. "Do not worry, Leftenant. With each other, we shall unravel this mystery together."
Her hand rests on his arm; she nods. He takes her hand in both of his and squeezes it. His thumbs rub her palm before he lets go.
She looks to Jenny and Ezra to ask how they should go about handling the symbol when they figure out how else it works, but she doesn't voice her question. Her eyes shifts between her sister and Ezra. Jenny smirks and puts her coffee mug to her lips. Avoids her eyes. Ezra folds his arms, smiles at the floor.
"What?"
"Nothing." Jenny peeks at her, then away again. They were so in love with each other, it was ridiculous. How could they not know? How could they ignore it?
"You two just seem close," Ezra said. "Intimate."
He and Lori didn't even have as deep a connection as he observes with his daughter and her…partner Ichabod Crane. They don't seem to mind intruding the other's personal space. Crane speaks to Abbie like she is his only concern. He listens to her. Abbie seems to push him, to make him think, but in the right way. He know her, and she knows him. They work well together. He thinks he should have left the room. They appeared to need their privacy. It is nice to watch them so in love and in tune. Although not on their level, he missed that about him and Lori.
"We're partners. We have to have a good relationship, since we have to save the world." Abbie takes the book and closes it.
"Of course." He cannot stop smiling. "Soon you two will realize."
Abbie's eyes shoot to Crane's. He's as dumbfounded as she is. He shrugs.
She looks back at Ezra. "We're partners."
Her eyes make their way to Crane's again. He nods at her.
"Partners," he says.
They gaze at each other for a few short seconds, but glance away. They both know Ezra is right.